The rainbow that covers the sky shines

Chapter 279
It's terrifying for a peak sage to go all out. Feng Jinghong couldn't resist the two imperial armors, and was so shocked that he vomited blood.

Ying Yuan still wanted to make up the knife, but there was no chance.

A blue magic pot, shining with the light of flying immortals, smashed from behind him.

The Imperial Army of the Guangming Clan——The God Refining Pot!

Ying Yuan wanted to recall Cheng Xianding for defense, but the Heaven Swallowing Demon Pot turned into a black hole and sucked it firmly.

"Let go!" Ying Yuan exploded, his beard and hair were entwined with Thunder.

Chengxian Cauldron shined brilliantly and broke free from the entanglement of the magic pot, but after all, it was too late and failed to completely protect Ying Yuan.

Boom!
The refining pot hit the Immortal Cauldron heavily, the green light and the blue light complemented each other, Ying Yuan vomited blood and was seriously injured on the spot.

Feng Jinghong suppressed her injuries, sacrificed the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar and charged over, Ying Yuan smiled angrily: "You want to take advantage of the fire?"

Chengxian Ding rose again and had a head-on blow with the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar. Feng Jinghong was shocked again to spurt blood, but he ignored it and continued to activate the magic jar to attack.

Ying Yuan was also seriously injured by the shock, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that Feng Jinghong, a saint, dared to stalk him like this, he was furious and wanted to desperately, but the refining pot had already attacked again.

Gouging Feng Jinghong with resentment, Ying Yuan drove away in Dunguang.

No matter how strong he is alone, it is impossible for him to deal with the three imperial weapons, and the opponent also has a great sage, so if he continues to delay, he can only die.

With the flash of thunder, Ying Yuan fled hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant, and in another flash, he was completely gone, making the three great sages who rushed over could only stare blankly.

Emperor soldiers can increase their attack power, but they cannot increase their speed.

When it comes to escapism, Ying Yuan can outshine them eight blocks!

"Little friend, this person has the emperor's soldiers at his side, and our ambushing outsiders may not be able to stop him!" The Great Holy Spirit said worriedly.

Feng Jinghong wiped off the five-color divine blood from the corner of her mouth, and said coldly: "It's okay, I have my own way!"

Under the puzzled eyes of the three great saints, Feng Jinghong took out an altar, poured it with various blood, and then began to chant ancient spells.

After watching for a while, the Great Sage of the Guangming Clan saw the way and said hesitantly: "This is the altar for summoning the emperor's soldiers. Are you going to summon new emperor's soldiers?"

Feng Jinghong chuckled lightly: "That's right, since he has emperor soldiers and it's hard to deal with, then it's fine to grab his emperor soldiers!"

The three great sages looked at each other, and the bright sage frowned even more: "Little friend, what is needed to summon the emperor soldier is the blood of the soldier master, not just any blood!"

As a great sage who has been in charge of the emperor's army for many years, he still has a good understanding of how to use the emperor's army.

In his opinion, Feng Jinghong is completely fooling around!If it weren't for the sake of the elixir fragments, the eldest saint might have walked away.

After all, it is the enemy's emperor soldier, who must have been sacrificed and refined for many years. You can just set up an altar to snatch it away?
Feng Jinghong didn't answer, and continued to chant the mantra.Soon the altar had absorbed all kinds of blood, emitting a blood-colored dark light.

Electricity is generated in the void, ink clouds roll, and various strange scenes appear one after another. There are vague and ancient sacrificial sounds, which are vast and grand.

At this point, Feng Jinghong stopped chanting the incantation, then took out a stone full of holes and placed it on the altar.

In an instant, the celestial light pierced the sky!

It is true that Feng Jinghong does not have the blood of the Lord of the Immortal Cauldron, but he has the spirit of the Immortal Cauldron!

……

Ying Yuan is running for his life, his injuries are serious, once he is entangled by Feng Jinghong and others, he may die here!

"I underestimated him. He really deserves to be the son of the immortal old ghost. This insidious temperament is exactly the same!"

From the moment the refining pot appeared, he figured it out, not only was he secretly planning to hunt the other party, but the other party had also prepared traps to catch him.

"This time when I go back, I must report to the old god to get rid of this son at all costs. The sage's cultivation is so terrible, and I'm afraid he will be an immortal emperor in the future! Fortunately, I brought the Immortal Cauldron with me this time, otherwise... huh?"

In Ying Yuan's sluggish expression, the Immortal Cauldron that had been quietly floating above his sea of ​​suffering suddenly burst into light and revived on its own.

Before he had time to react, Cheng Xianding directly broke through his sea of ​​bitterness and soared into the sky.

"Pfft!" The sea of ​​bitterness was broken, and Ying Yuan spit out mouthfuls of blood on the spot, and he was already seriously injured and nearly fell over.

But now he couldn't care about his body anymore, he hastily suppressed his injuries and chased after the flying fairy cauldron.

"what on earth is it?!"

The immortal cauldron recovered spontaneously, which had never happened in millions of years, and Ying Yuan was panicked and at a loss.

After millions of years of hard work, the God Organization has collected one-third of the body of the Immortal Cauldron, which will soon come in handy on the road to immortality.

If you lose it at this juncture, the principals in the organization will definitely eat themselves alive!
After chasing for a certain distance, Ying Yuan stopped, because he realized that he was going back the same way!
"Could it be that kid's fault?"

Ying Yuan guessed the truth, but couldn't believe it.

Or to be more precise, unwilling to believe.

Why can the son of the Immortal Emperor control Emperor Zun's Immortal Cauldron?The two parties should be in an endless relationship!
"No, I don't believe it! I must see it with my own eyes!" Ying Yuan gritted his teeth.

……

The truth is cruel. When Ying Yuan risked his life to come, what caught his eyes was the image of Cheng Xian Ding held in Feng Jinghong's hand shining brilliantly. Its activity was higher than when it was in his hands How many!

puff!
Ying Yuan spat out a mouthful of old blood on the spot: "How could this happen!"

I and others have thought that Emperor Zun's revenge is the goal all their lives, but now Emperor Zun's immortal cauldron has turned to the enemy?
So what has God organized the efforts of millions of you, the efforts of countless generations?joke?
At this moment, Ying Yuan felt that the faith in his heart had collapsed!
"Why? Why!" Ying Yuan shouted angrily!

Just relying on the scriptures of Emperor Zun, I still have the spirit of becoming an immortal cauldron.

Feng Jinghong replied silently in her heart, but naturally she wouldn't say that.He looked down at Ying Yuan indifferently:

"Di Zun has no way, wants to sacrifice the world and sacrifices himself. Even his own weapons can't stand it and he betrayed him. Are you people still stubbornly resisting?"

"No, I won't..." Ying Yuan was in a panic.

There are many theories in the world about the battle on the road to immortality in the last years of mythology.

The argument of the Undead Dynasty and the Underworld was that Emperor Zun planned to complete himself with other supreme blood sacrifices, but the conspiracy was revealed and he was killed instead.

However, the rumors circulated inside the God Organization are completely opposite. It is the Immortal Emperor and a group of supreme beings who used the heart of a villain to measure the belly of a gentleman, plotted against the emperor for no reason, and caused the collapse of the heaven.

Ying Yuan naturally believes in the latter. Every core member of the god organization regards Emperor Zun as a god, so he naturally does not want to believe that the idol in his heart is a despicable villain.

But if what the other party said was false, how to explain Cheng Xianding's performance now?

He has been in charge of the Immortal Cauldron for many years, and he knows very well how dead the Immortal Cauldron is usually, but now he is active like a child.

"No, no, it is absolutely impossible for a weapon to betray its master! No matter how despicable the master's character is, it will not affect the loyalty of the weapon. You must have used some low-handed means to deceive the gods of Xianding!" Ying Yuan suddenly became confused. Zhong raised his head and stared at Feng Jinghong.

After all, he is a battle-hardened mahatma, no amount of shock can make him completely lose his mind.

"Poor and pathetic, kill him!" Feng Jinghong ordered coldly.

He did say these words on purpose to disturb Ying Yuan's mind, but what he said was not completely false.

Throughout the ages of ancient and modern times, Emperor Zun is really the only one who was betrayed by his own weapon spirit.

This is of course related to the breeding method of the Immortal Cauldron, but if he was not cruel and indifferent, how could he have thought of using 99 Dragon Mountains to cultivate immortal artifacts, which would harm the peace of the world?
In the final analysis, he deserves to be blamed!

This time Ying Yuan couldn't leave again, he was seriously injured and lost the protection of Chengxian Cauldron, he was naturally not the opponent of the three great sages, he was killed on the spot!

The Great Sage of the Guangming Clan glanced at the Immortal Cauldron, his heart was burning hot, but after looking at the other two and Feng Jinghong, he suppressed the thoughts he shouldn't have:
"Since this dog has been put to death, the old man won't bother me, let's take my leave first!" After saying that, he walked away.

The Patriarch of the Wing Wing Clan was also envious of becoming an Immortal Cauldron, but he knew better than the Great Sage of the Bright Clan the horror of the young man in front of him, so he suppressed his desire and asked, "What should I do next?"

Feng Jinghong put away the Chengxian cauldron, and looked in a certain direction: "Naturally, to clean up some moths!"

The old patriarch of the Wing Wing Clan was startled: "What does little friend mean...?"

Feng Jinghong's tone was cold: "This person was able to ambush me so accurately, I don't believe that this information was calculated by him!"

(End of this chapter)